Smitten by its Nothingness
entangled by its sweet sweet scent
caught in its odour
Ambra
you lovely lie
mourdorously fine
caressing creepily
shoulder blades and hands
that are always right
always so differenet
ten years
that is a long long time
ten years
and still not knowing
Smitten by
its nothingness
and obviously
painfully
tenderly
luckiliy
I have learned Nothing
at all.
